Date: Sat, 7 Oct 2006 17:33:15 -0400
From: Steve
Subject: I am Happy to be a Girly Boy
My story is about a submissive boy that learns the pleasure of his
feminine side which thrives on abuse, degradation, humiliation, shame
and pain. Only if you desire to grovel at another person's feet in your
finest lace panties and bra will you find pleasure in my story.
I am also a submissive and with the bit in my mouth attached to the
leach around my Master's wrist I want to feel the sting of his whip and
wetness of his spittle as he keeps me crawling around a circle on all
fours in humiliated pleasure.
Please email me with your experiences, thoughts and ideas and I
promise to rise up to the occasion and respond hard and tall.
Grandfathers over 65 years are always a special treat.
I am Happy to be a Girly Boy
My name is Dan and I am a queer but I love cunt as well. Besides being a
cock sucker and muff diver I am a cum slut, ass wipe, piss drinker and
any thing else you want me to be as long as you let me feed on your dick.
I learned to love cock very young as I knelt at the altar of a piss urinal.
But was also taught at a very young age the sweetness of cum and cunt
juice from a freshly fucked pussy. Call me a homo, I am certainly that,
but also a hetero for my love is with sex and I will make due with what
ever sex meat is available at the time. Punish me, punish me harshly for
my sinful ways and I will submit to your darkest desires.
It was my favorite toilet in the city. I had been going there for two
years since I was twelve years old. The toilet was located in the
basement of a large department store, the entrance was hidden in a back
corner and it had a long walk way of about 200 feet through a storage
area to get to it. Sounds dangerous doesn't it. It was not so dangerous
but it did discourage anyone that was not a cock sucker like me or the
guys that wanted to be sucked off from coming in. Once in a while you
would get a real shopper that wanted to take a piss but that was fairly
rare.
You have to understand that I am not just a cock sucker. Cock is all I
think about and the only thing I am interested in or want. All my friends
and most everybody at school knows that I am a cock sucker. They
should, considering how many times I have been taken by groups of them
down to the railroad tracks to suck them off. I don't even mind if they
bring their girl friends to watch. Why not! It makes it a bit more kinky.
That is a word I recently picked up but don't know that much about but
I sure would like to find out more about it. There was something about
the way the guy used the word and the way he looked at me when used it
that made me curious.
When I first saw Jack, I was at the urinal next to some guy in his fifties.
I really only like older guys except if they are not available I'll take
whatever cock is around. I stood there staring at this guys cock and he
just kept on pissing and didn't even look at me or say anything to me. But
I could still tell he knew I was there. He didn't put his cock back in his
pants when he was done pissing, well actually he wasn't completely done
pissing because there were a few drops still coming out. I was not about
to wait any longer and started to reach for his dick but before I could he
turned his body so that it blocked my hand and he said "Jesus kid, it is
still dripping piss. You must really want it." That did not stop me I still
was trying to touch his cock and I said "I don't give a shit what is on it
Mister as long as you put it in my mouth." "Kneel down right where you
are kid, it's wet with piss and that turns me on to think that you would
kneel in that filthy fucking piss to be able to suck my cock." he smirked.
I dropped immediately to my knees and he put that fleshy piece of cock
in my mouth. In no time I got him fully hard and slid my mouth back and
forth as I took him deep in my throat. I pulled my mouth off his cock and
told him "You can face fuck me if you want to, harder the better." I
made sure his cock was thickly coated with my spit since I knew that in
a few seconds if he did want to face fuck me, he would start ramming it
down my throat, hard, just as I asked. He held me by the back of my
head and never let up until I drained his balls of cum and then licked him
clean. He pushed me away from his cock, pulled his ass back so that his
cock slid back in his pants and zipped up. "Good blow job, kid." he said to
me as he was leaving and then added "We should do this again some time."
I said to him "Any time you want Mister, I'm always ready."
As the guy left Jack stepped up to the urinal and I remained on my knees
hoping he would take out his cock and feed it to me as well. "I think you
may be a fucking winner kid. If you like it filthy, I'll show you stuff you
will really like." he said to me. Then he took out his cock pointing it at
me, tempting me with it and said "I'll give you more than my sweet dick
to suck on boy, I will get you screaming with lust for it and make you do
dirty, perverted things that will get you a little crazy as I make you into
my personal cum slut. Now, get off your knees and come home with me.
Hurry up you horny little bastard or I'll leave you kneeling in that piss
starving for dick."
When we got to his house, he told me to take off one piece of clothing at
a time and stop to tell him how I felt before taking off the next piece.
It was really strange to do that. When I was with other guys there was
hardly any talk except when they told me what to do. When I took off
my tee shirt, he asked me to touch my nipples and even twist them a little
bit. I guess that I didn't do it hard enough because he came over and
twisted one which hurt. He told me "You have to work on them because
once you get them tuned up when you touch them you will feel it directly
in your cock." Finally I got down to my undershorts. I was a little
embarrassed because I had not changed them for a few days and there
were yellow stains on the front from my piss. He sure did not seem to
care about my piss stains, he was so focused on the tent I was making in
my shorts.
He said "Come over here I want to help you take those off." He first
rubbed my chest, legs and thighs before he even touched my shorts. He
was touching my cock through the outside fabric of my shorts when he
grabbed the waist band of my shorts and slid them down. "Just
beautiful," he said "My God, you are just so beautiful. You are not a boy
but a young girl. Just look at the small size of your cock and balls with
your beautiful little cock bush. Then he asked me to put my cock and
balls between my legs so that only the hair between my legs was visible.
He started caressing my sides and licking below my naval and just above
my pubic hair. "See," he said "you have a beautiful pussy, I can hardly
wait to eat you." He laughed and said "I sound like the big bad wolf, don't
I?" "Did anyone ever tell you how beautiful you are with your soft pale
skin and your perfectly proportioned body." He asked. I said "My momma
and aunts tell me that I'm pretty all the time but they usually say that it
is a pity I was not born a girl." He said "Your family doesn't count, it is
only when a grown man like me with a big cock and balls between his legs
says it, does it matter. There are girls and there are girl boys and I
think you are a girly boy, a sort of sissy. Does it bother you that I called
you a sissy?" He asked me. I thought about what he asked me and said
"Kinda, but I like the idea of being a girly boy. Do you really think I'm
pretty Mister?" "Of course you're pretty, " he said "but we need to get
you some nice soft frilly clothes to wear when we're together. Would you
like that?" "Girl's things do you mean?" I asked and he nodded yes.
"Yeah, I'd like that a real lot." I told him.
He asked me to help him get undressed but with the difference in heights
he did most of it himself until he got down to his pants. I noticed that
when he got his shirt off he kept on twisting both nipples which made him
moan and thrust out his pelvis. I knew he had a really big fucking cock
the way his pants stuck out when he thrust his hips forward. I like big
cocks. I unzipped his pants and opened the top button of his pants. The
damn pants just stayed right on him so he said "Pull em down boy." I
grabbed his pants at his hips and as they slid down so did his under
shorts but when his cock popped out it just seemed to get taller and
taller. I grabbed his cock and leaned my head forward to take it into my
mouth but he pushed me away. "Not so fast, you can give it a kiss even a
little lick but then let's play a game." he said. My lips barely had enough
time to touch the head of his dick and he pushed my head away. God, I
wanted him so much so I said "Please Mister just a little taste, a little
suck. I can suck real good and I would really like to suck you." I started
to fondle my dick as I said that and he said "No this won't do. When we
play this game you are not supposed to touch yourself." He went in the
next room and in a few minutes hollered for me to come in. Once I got
in the room he told me to lie in the bed on my back. As soon as I did that
he started to tie my right hand to the bed post. I started to protest but
he said "If you want to learn exciting new sex games, you have to do as
I tell you. This is just the first game of many. I'll bet you'll like this one."
Neither of us said another word as he bound my hands and legs.
Once he had me fully bound, he started the game. I could tell that the
game excited him because his cock was very hard and every few minutes
a drop of pre cum would drip from his dick leaving the head of his cock
very shiny. He started first to rub his cock on the underside of my
forearm, then he straddled me and began rubbing his cock on my chest
and nipples. He would milk his cock on my nipples so they were covered
in his pre cum and then pinch them so that his fingers would slide to the
absolute edge of my nipple in order to intensify his pinch. He moved up
to my chest, his hand was wet with pre cum as he let me lick each of his
fingers before milking his cock with his hand once more and sliding it over
my face, now that his cock and my face were both so slick he started to
slide his cock directly on my face. I tried so hard to get his cock in my
mouth but without success. Then he started another little game by
letting his dick rest on my lips but if I licked his cock or tried to get it
in my mouth he would slap me. We stopped that game because I would not
stop licking or sucking his cock no matter how hard he slapped me. "Beg
for my dick if you need it so much and it better be good or I won't let you
have it. And call me Master from now on girly boy, do it." he ordered me.
"Yes, Master I said but please let me suck your cock. I'll do whatever you
ask. Please let me have your dick."
He moved his torso forward so that his knees were straddling my face.
He reached between his legs and wiped his asshole with a couple of
fingers and put them under my nose. They smelled of shit. I didn't
fucking care I wanted him so much I stuck out my tongue until it touched
his finger and gratefully sucked on them as he put each one in my mouth.
It was not long before I had my mouth locked on his asshole. I licked and
tickled his hole until he opened some and I could get my tongue inside
him. He said "Wow kid, you got your tongue so deep in my ass that you
were actually licking my prostate, my love button." He knew I didn't
understand, so he said "Don't worry about its name, just remember where
your tongue was because it felt real fucking good."
Jack had a long thick cock but I was nevertheless able to get him all the
way down my throat. He preferred a long slow suck and at one point I
started to choke. He pulled his cock out and slapped me in the face with
it a few times and said "If you fucking break my rhythm again with your
choking, everything stops and I'll leave you tied up for hours while I rub
my cock on your body." He said "Would you like that?" I started to shake
my head back and forth in a vigorous no because I was already so fucking
hot and my body was screaming to cum. I never let myself choke again
and I was grateful when he shot load after load of cum down my throat
because it made me feel like a real cum slut and my battered throat
needed that soothing creamy cum.
Then he said to me "Fun time again. Let's play!" He reached over and
took a silk hanky from a drawer. First he slid it on my face, over my
chest particularly my nipples, before sliding it over my cock and balls.
The more he slid that silken thing over my cock and balls the harder my
cock became. My cock pulsed with hardened desire. I needed release, I
had to find release but as I would raise my hips to the scarf I could never
get any friction to help me cum, the silken scarf would just gently slide
and flicker away like the caress of a breeze.
Then I felt Jack's tongue on my thigh, he licked everywhere between my
legs except he never touched my cock, I started to push against my
constraints as hard as I could in order to move an inch or just enough to
get any contact on my dick. He said "I see, you don't want to obey your
Master, you would rather be a bad girl." I knew what he had in his hand
were poppers, I had used them once before and I knew that they did wild
sexual things to my mind and body. I knew that if he gave me poppers
now when I was so hot already, the rush of sexual excitement that they
would provide without any chance of any sexual release, would only bring
me unbearable torture. He put the cylinder up one of my nostrils holding
my other nostril closed. I decided to hold my breath but it did no good
because you can only hold your breath so long before you have to suck air
in which caused me to inhale deeply and take long hits of the popper
vapors. Everything went white and I could hear the rapid beating of my
heart, I ceased to know or care who I was. My mind and body became one
sexual being with the rawness you can sometimes feel when your passions
overtake you. I wanted cock, assholes, mouth, shit, cum, piss but most of
all release.
I saw Jack with a box of clothespins in his hands as he fastened them to
my nipples, balls, sides of my chest and inner thighs. The sensations were
so strong I ceased to be able to distinguish pain from pleasure. Then he
showed me these very strong metal clips and said "These are for your
cock but I will only put them on if you ask me to. They will bite into the
soft tender skin of your dick with such a bite that you may not be able to
stand it. It is so intense that some men cum with no other touch to their
cock except for the stinging kiss of the clip and it makes other men cry
out in agony as they beg for me to take them off. How bad do you need
to cum boy, do you need it that much?" Out came the poppers again and
he gave me hit after hit of them before laying the clips on my chest when
he said "Yes or no?" I started to scream "Yes, yes anything. I will try
anything. I've got to cum, I can't stand it anymore. Please, please let me
cum." When Jack fastened the clips to my cock, the pain was so severe
that I lunged forward with my head as I simultaneously pulled back my
ass in an attempt to get away from the pain. I was about to vomit I think
in an attempt by my body to find release. My lap and the bed were wet
with my piss and I could smell shit. Once my orgasm started nothing else
existed. My body twisted in pleasure as cum shot from my dick, with
each spasm there was another long squirt of cum, I had many spasms
before I stopped cumming. Once the excitement of my cum ended I
wanted all this clips off me, they gave me no sense of pleasure any longer
just pain. "Take them off, take off the clips." I said. He said in a strong
reprimanding voice "What the fuck did you say?" I amended my words
quickly and said "Master please take off the clamps if you have a mind to,
Sir." "That's fucking better." he replied.
I started to get dressed to leave and Jack asked me "I'm having a little
party over here Saturday Night, want to come? " Sure I said but I have
to be home by 10:00 p.m., fucking parents." He said "No, that's not good.
How about Saturday afternoon say around 2:00 p.m. It will be a little
fuck party and you will be the guest of honor. You know what that means
don't you? I won't be the only one playing with you and some of the guys
can get fairly rough. Are you still game by horny sissy boy?" I told him
"I'm a little scared but I'd really like to come to your party," then added
"Besides you'll be there to look out for me Jack, won't you?" Jack said
"Well, I will as best as I can but it's a party and at my parties anything
goes." Jack looked at me, paused and said "They will really help you find
out how much of a girly boy you really are. Maybe they can even help you
find your pussy."
I was so anxious about the party I arrived at Jack's closer to !:30 p.m.
rather than 2:00 p. m. When Jack answered the door he smiled at me and
said "Eager aren't you, I like boys that are hungry for it. They learn
faster. Now, take all your clothes off and answer the door when the
guys arrive." I was rather disappointed because nobody was making a big
fuss over me when they saw me. I always got compliments how pretty I
was and when a couple of guys arrived, I blurted out "Don't you think that
I'm pretty." They just laughed which made me feel even that much more
unsure.
Jack had me serve beers all around and as I was doing that one guy
started to finger my asshole as he jacked me off but when I looked over
to Jack he was shaking his head "no" to the guy and the guy stopped
touching me and sat back in his chair. Jack said to the group in general
"Let's get comfortable." He began taking off his clothes just as the
others did. Cocks and more cocks all over the place, some rock hard and
others flaccid soft, big ones , small ones, it was a fantasy come true, so
many dicks I could have rolled around on them. I approached the guy
nearest me so that I could spread his legs and get better access to his
cock. "Do you want to suck him?" I heard Jack say from across the room.
'Yeah, sure, you know I do." I told him. "We need to make you a girly boy
first, we need to make you our little slut. Get you pussy over here, boy."
Jack told me. They all started to laugh as I went over to Jack. "Get out
the clippers, Pete." Jack said to one of his friends.
They picked me up and laid me out on the dinning room table. Jack did
the honors. Jack first used the clippers on my pubic hair, under my arms
and between my legs. Then he began making a lather in the shaving mug,
applied the lather to my body with that soft brush and then shaving it off
my skin with a straight razor. It felt so good, so warm and wet, being
licked by the brush followed by the scraping of the razor. When he
shaved around my nipples he did it a couple of times so that when he was
finished my nipples stood out like they never had before. He licked them
before biting them and when he twisted them with his finger tips and
stuck his tongue in my mouth I almost came. When he tried to shave my
pubes above my cock, it was difficult for him to move my hard on away
from my belly so he got a leather strap and tied it around my cock and
balls. Before he shaved me down there he used the strap to pull my cock
and balls into the crevice of my ass. Many hands rubbed me down with
hot wet towels before Jack "Powdered my Ass." as he called it. I thought
he was all done with me but he looked at me and said "All the hair has to
come off, girly boy, even the hair on your head." Jack retrieved the
clippers and told me "Kneel here next to me and you can hold onto my leg
for support." I did as he said but realized I was holding on to him not for
physical support but because I felt so weak and powerless. As he worked
on my head, I held him tighter and tighter. He stopped cutting my hair
for a moment and grabbed his cock and put it in my mouth. "Nurse on it."
he said to me. I did just that, I did not suck on his cock but nursed on it
like it was my Daddy's teat.
After he was done shaving my head he handed me a tube of lipstick. I
looked at it and then at him, when he said "Come on, you know that you
want to put some on. Put it on and then you can put my dick in your mouth
and press your lips on the root of my cock pole. Wouldn't that be a fun
slutty sort of thing to do. Just like some cheap whore leaving her lipstick
on another dick she sucked off. Look at your fucking cock how hard it is
just from us taking about you putting on lipstick to suck dick. Who knows,
you may even cum when you actually do it." I grabbed that tube of
lipstick along with a compact that was in his hand. I was really getting
into it. I sat on a chair near the center of the room and looked down at
my crossed legs and I half way expected to have grown a pussy. I
brushed my hand against the side of my scalp in that decidedly female
way as I pursed my lips and put on the lipstick. "Oh, doesn't she look
pretty." one of the guys said and another one handed me a lace slip to put
on. It was a pink pretty lacy thing, I slipped it on right away. He told to
kneel on all fours and spread my legs. He got behind me, pushed up my
slip and said to the guys "Don't you just love the look of a girly boy with
his cock and balls pulled into the slit of his pussy particularly when he is
wearing such a pretty pink under thing.
One of the guys that must have weighed 300 pounds with his entire body
covered in thick hair said to me "Enough fucking talk, come here girl, get
you ass over here and your mouth on my dick." As I walked over to him
I was about to say "Sure thing, Mister, anything you want." But he pulled
me to my knees and stuck his cock in my mouth before I had the chance.
I was only 14 years old and this was the first time I had ever been called
a girl or wore girl's clothing, but I knew that this is what I wanted. It
just felt so right. I could feel another guy release that leather strap so
that he could get better at my pussy hole when he started to finger fuck
me. "No," I said to him "I'm ready, give me your cock."
I don't know how many cocks I took up my ass that day or how many cocks
I swallowed down my throat but I heard one guy say to my Master in a
surprised tone of voice "Did you already know your little cum slut could
pull a train." He told the guy instead "Bring her over here I really have
to take a piss and she must be plenty thirsty by now." Although I had
drunk piss from a couple of guys before, there was no way my little gut
could swallow all the piss these guys would make. I thought that maybe
if I could turn it into a sex show with my Master I would not have to act
like a human toilet taking down all their piss. When I got my Master's
semi hard cock in my mouth, he began to flex it letting me know that he
was ready to piss. I put my fingers just above his pelvis bone and pressed
lightly pumping a gentle flow of his piss into my mouth. I love the taste
of warm salty piss, fresh from a cock. As my mouth filled with his piss
I tightened my lips to control his flow. Using my tongue I washed his
cock by brushing it with the piss as I lightly sucked and swallowed some
of his piss. I would release some of the pressure on his cock and each
time lengthening the time I sucked the piss out of his cock. I could tell
that the pleasure I was giving him was like a series of mini orgasms and
the pleasure I was giving myself was the way it made me feel like a total
whore. I felt like I was truly at home in my girly clothes, pulling a train
of horny guys at the command of my Master. I had a mental orgasm
thinking what he might have me do next. He knew and I knew there was
no longer any limit, any taboo, only the quest to find something a bit more
twisted and nasty.